Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1887-07-21
JEALOUSY.

JEALOtNl.
was engaged to Robert and was
Jealous. Kathleen and he were great
friends, and shevas very beautiful
We were seated in the garden, one
afternoon in the early autumn, Rob-
ert. Kathleen, and |. She was look
ing unusually handsome in a dress Of
soft India null. My lover had just
paid her well-melited compliment,
for which she was about to make i
gracious reply, when Aunt Martha
came to us.
Robert" she said, placing her hand
fondly on his shoulder rs she spoke,
Twill You gather some grapes for
me? find that some Of the punches
hang too high The girls will 60 with
YOU and hold the basket.
He arose to comply with her re-
quest Kathleen was at his side in a
moment. while | refused to Join them,
feigning a severe headache.
cannot tell you what tempted me
TO follow them; 1t must have been
some evil genius Slowly | followed
down the pathway, taking every pre-
caution, however, not to be observed.
Seated upon Il little rustic bench, ]
could see every movement OF my lover
and Kathleen.
How lovely She looked standing in
the orchard, the sunlight falling
athwart the lovely upturncd face, on
which Il smile rested! Never was seen
Il faircr vision, Her sleeves OF soft
texture falling back showed the shape
ly, outstretched arm.
Sometimes peal of merry laugh
ter would fall upon my ear. They did
not miss me-not even Robert; he
was content with Kathleen,
The basket was full to overlooking,
and still they fingered. One bunch OF
luscious grapes, the last gathered, was
in Roberts hand. He stopped to place
it with the others, when their eyes met,
their hands touched. Was ! dream
iug? Alas, no, | saw him stoop and
kiss her fondly.
waited no longer. With cry of
pain turned and fled to the seclusion
Of my own room, where | sobbcd out
the troubles Of my heart, with only
God To- hear nae.
wen; away quite unexpectedly |
was homcSick, | told Aunt Martha.
| left letter for Robert, giving him
no explanation of my conduct, simply
telling him twas better thatTe should
part was a proud girl, and would
not ~toop to acknowledge a rival.
heard nothing from hiul for several
years,
Going to serY ice. Miss Kenwood?'
1t was my neighbor who asked the
question, Marcia Hall. a dear little
girl, with the utmost faith in mankind
i'm general smiled family rs
caught sight of the new bonnet with
its dainty ribbons; evidently gotten mp
for the new curate.
Young and foolish. thought l..
"Wait until she is siN-and-twrnty T.,
and I'll wager she'll not buy bonnet
for all the new curateS in town
Slowly we walked to church on that
bright sabbath morning, Marcia chat
ting gayly, and /, dressed in the plain
est of dresses, walking silently beside
her.
They were singing as we entered.
vet | scarcely heard them, feeling
rather embarrassed at coming late to
bc gazed at by the entire congrega-
ton
l sank YEARLY amou- tie soft cush-
ions, gladly taking refuge behind a
huge palm-leaf fam ki~dly protlcrrd
by a portly old gentleman beside me.
Now hush D slight tlutter amo&I
She congregation. rustic OF garments.
with now and then sudden whisper
~, the pulpit was rolled close to the
chaucel and the new citrate as
ccuded.
He. Just lovely" whispered Mar
cia. pulling softly at ny Sleeve. do
look at him. Miss krnwood.
kept my eyes downcast. II every
woman in the congregation east CLAM.
e., of admiration. | was determined Ia
dootherwise
Am / my brother, keeper was
the text Clear and distinct came thy
words 81 the speaker The first words
had caused my heart to beat wildly.
How like that voice of long-ago that
rich. soft voice that had pleaded fpy
NV love. listened Ike one III a
dream until raised my eyes 10 see
! before me Robert Preston.
Yes. Robert Preston Changed, II
be ,tlre-uot the bright, hoyi,lt la.. ~
I long ago There were line, II rare
ana suffering on ii now, while the DARK
4 hair was streakcd with silver
At last the sermon was oyer
could hear the whispered comments OF
the worshipers on the cloquenee Of the
! new curate, The. singers were chant